AuroraJaxon got ready, and so did I—though I was losing a silent war with the zipper on my top. The zipper sat annoyingly at my side, and yet, for some cruel, mythical reason, it refused to cooperate. I twisted, strained, even laughed under my breath at my own struggle. This was crazy—a werewolf, skilled, trained for combats and battles losing against a mere zipper.Jaxon slipped into his leather jacket, caught my quiet chuckle, and answered it with one of his own. Then he crossed the room and pulled me closer without asking."Silly poppet," he murmured, smiling down at me with that maddeningly adoring look.Before I could react, his fingers found the zipper. One smooth motion. Effortless. Perfect.I stared at him like he'd just performed a magic trick.What the fuck?! "How did you do that?" I asked, genuinely stunned.He laughed. "What do you mean, how did I do that?" His shoulders lifted casually. "It was easy as fuck. You just grab and pull,” he demonstrated with his hand with a
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